Last Light explores the moment when almost everything feels exhausted, yet something within us continues to reach.
A winged figure bends toward the ground while one hand stretches upward into the darkness. Around him, candles burn at the very end of their lives — their wax already consumed, their flames barely remaining.
The candles represent endings: time passing, strength fading, chapters closing, and things we cannot keep alive forever. His wings remain, but they do not lift him. For now, all he can do is reach.
And perhaps that is enough.
Sometimes hope is not a bright beginning. Sometimes it is the smallest flame refusing to disappear before the darkness is over.